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Being Followed Home

Pulp

Freaks

1986

I'm being followed home,
I'm being followed home,
I don't know what for, 
I don't know by whom.
The smell of your dress,
A face in the rain,

sucka free
In the land of blow pops
She doing blow off my dick
Scratched that off the bucket list
Switch blade cut
Buck 50 to a quarter brick
Cordial shit

and dive out, check my wrist now
My wrist bling blow cost like fifty tho'
I jumped out the car and I smell like sour
(diesel) smell like sour diesel
Showing

and hangin' by the Ceiling fan

I'm tryna get to the top with the world in the palm of my hand
I'm movin' like a spider, got the mask on Michael Myers
Me

weapons but still they let us
Switch blade, brass knuckles, nickel plated belt buckle
Broken beer bottles, when we walk in you can smell trouble
Elbows

40 Oz.

D12

D12 World

2004

weapons but still they let us
Switch blade, brass knuckles, nickel plated belt buckle
Broken beer bottles, when we walk in you can smell trouble
Elbows

mind flashing like a blade.
A 22 year old in flip flops running around in an empty mall parking lot lost in a martial arts fantasy, 
it looks ridiculous

So nomadic
Nomadic habits
My rhyme is the blade that I bring in the battle
Where you at
If your mind is somewhere else then take your ass up
And take

Know the choice I’m debatin 
In my head this shit vacant 
They all actin like vagrants 
Smell the herb it’s my fragrance 
I think I’m loosing my patience

The smell of blood is so
Thick they can taste it
"Whatever went on here- someone's erased it"
Garth had seen a few scenes
Just like this before
Wade

they’re leaking and spraying
And by the evening when they see us all
These demons will fade out

Just like dust
Only follow the ones i trust
When i take in

I'm Having A Relapse

Eminem

What's Your Nem

2009

he manage to get more felony charges?
He's already got life in jail, man, what the hell is his problem?
Well, to be honest, the smell of these

then go back for a second helping
Can you dig what I'm sayin' man, can you smell me?
I want you to feel me like my step father felt me
Fuck a little

the rain
Make a bitch go insane
Bloody like Blade, broke out the cage
Don't wanna see my fangs
You and I are not same, Imma new strain
Big Great Dane
Give

fool me like sprewell, Choke on a nick
But for the first word, hit a little tunechi flick
Nightmare 360 for niggas talking slick
That blade switch, blood

on sight
Gelato in the Russian like I'm in Moscow tonight
Neighbors mugging too much think I need to introduce the pipe
Blade on me think I'm Wesley Snipes

Uh, body pale like the light of the moon
Decaying dead skin fall apart when it move
Too Little too late or a little too soon
A little light in

Only a Dream

Lisa Asher

The Child in Me, Vol. 2

2001

like a blade at your throat

Twirl me about and twirl me around
Let me grow dizzy and fall to the ground
When I look up at you looking down
Say it

the complete opposite
But still your first draft pick

I was stunned... 

When we finally met you could cut the tension with the katana blade 
From the samurai

we ready to fucking fight!

[Chorus]

[Verse - Eminem]
Who's trying to be the first one
To catch this blade in the throat?!
You know them po po don't

They say our bodies keep the score
Well, i carry the pain of us between my
Shoulder blades
Struggling through the day to day to get to the quiet

Severtized with myself, the blade is cold
I carry grief by the ton
It's a weight I pull
So many vibrant fucking colors
In my faded soul
Yeah, to add insult

him
The white boys kind of a weirdo
A villain with fangs
He is not no hero
Don't get near him
He smells like death
Fresh off the hunt
You can smell it

Lord, I'm asking for forgiveness
As I've fore taken this beat, and made it see through like no tints
Hold your breath, I can still smell it from the nose